Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2017 07:23:44 +0000 From: Horny Harry Subject: Summer Bay to Erinsborough Summer Bay to Erinsborough This is a completely fictional story - it is in no way real nor does it represent or suggest anything about the true sexuality or behaviour of the actors who play the characters involved. Home and Away belongs to the Seven Network Australia, as does Neighbours to Fremantle Media. Also please consider donating to Nifty so we can keep fuelling our fantasies ;) *** I'm a huge fan of the Home and Away and Neighbours stories here but they seem to have stopped so I've used them for inspiration to write my own. I've been wanting a cross-over story between the two shows so decided to try and make it happen. CHAPTER 1 As Hunter and VJ pulled up to take in one last view of the beach before heading off on a road trip, they saw Mason strolling along in their direction. He was shirtless, showcasing his buff bronze muscle collection as he hungrily licked an ice cream in an unintentionally seductive manner that made their cocks envious. "Oi! Mace! Get your hot ass over here!" Hunter yelled out as he wound down VJ's passenger window. "What up boys?" Mason grinned as he leaned through the window, his salty seawater scent revealing he'd been swimming. "We're taking a road trip. Wanna come with?" Hunter asked as VJ just sat there like a dummy checking out Mason's bulging guns while at the same time watching melting vanilla ice cream drip down the cone, likening it to his cum after being blown by him. "Sure." Mason replied. "But can I go home and grab some stuff. I don't even have a shirt with me." "Don't need one." Hunter replied cheekily. After pondering it for a second, Mason shrugged his broad shoulders and jumped in the back. He spent most of his life half naked anyway so what was the difference? "Let's go." *** Later that day the guys decided to take a break in a place called Erinsborough: a little suburban neighbourhood that was a far cry from the shores of Summer Bay. The guys needed food, and Mason Googled a place called Grease Monkeys not far from where they parked. "Check out Officer Hottie." VJ grinned as Hunter and Mason nodded, agreeing as a cop made a beeline for them. They hadn't done anything wrong but were secretly hoping for an arrest. "You boys new in town?" The officer asked them. "Nah, just passing through." Hunter replied, doing the talking as he was the one out of the three studly musketeers with experience dealing with cops. The cop then directed his attention to Mason. "While you're here do you think you could put a shirt on? This isn't the beach." "Why? It's a hot a day and he looks fucking great." VJ retorted, sticking up for his mate. "Because this is a business area and its indecent." "Don't see anyone complaining." Hunter added. What's the matter? Don't like what you see...Brennan..." Mason teased as he observed the cop's name badge. Aside from a few juvenile punch ups the boys weren't the rough and tough type, but they appeared thuggish as they had each others' backs and closed in on Mark. "Funny, we like what *we* see." Mason continued as teasing turned to taunting. As he spoke, he yanked up Mark's navy blue skivvy - untucking it as he exposed most of his tightly toned torso. Mark gulped as his police vest was bunched around his neck and continually held there while 3 hot, sweaty young pairs of hands swept over his smooth slate. "Hey is that your baton or you just happy to see us?" Hunter razzed as his strong hand encapsulated Mark's hard package. "What do you say boys, should we let this one off with a warning?" "No way." VJ replied as Mason agreed. Mark needed to be dealt with physically. The guys lurched towards Mark as they backed him across the street and up the deserted side passage of Fitzgerald Motors. He was so hot for the visitors that he already felt like he was burning alive before the fun had even started. VJ and Hunter helped pull off Mark's clingy top while Mason unbuckled his belt and ravenously unzipped him as his dark pants dropped to the ground. Like teamwork they all grabbed the waistband of his sexy underwear and lowered it until they were almost hit by his springing 9" cock. VJ and Hunter then pulled over an old drum and sat Mark on it as Mason sunk to knees and removed the barrier preventing him getting between Mark's legs by slipping off his pants and underwear off completely. "Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhhhhhhhh..." Mark moaned as Mason's mouth engulfed his electrified cock. VJ and Hunter stood beside Mark, rubbing his shoulders in a way that was sensual, reassuring and encouraging all rolled into one. But they didn't leave Mark completely at ease as their frenzied tongues penetrated his yearning mouth, ensuing lustful kissing between them. Mark's unoccupied hands slid up their tank tops, feeling their well-defined teenage physiques: VJ's more boulderous but Hunter's no less enticing. As he then canvassed their tenting crotches he was greeted by radiating heat and the pulses of throbbing meat as he searched for an opening. But the boys quickly helped him out as they hurriedly lowered their shorts and jocks in a single fast manoeuvre. With their lower halves naked, they threw off their tops treating Mark's eyes to the full experience of their delicious nudity. With a thick tool in each fist, Mark was a cock-grubbing whore as he chaotically alternated between sucking each guy while jerking the other. VJ and Hunter shared a connection strong enough that just a glance could tell the other what he was thinking - right now it was that their swift pick up of a random stranger in unfamiliar territory was reminiscent of their old mischief. Caught up in the moment, the pair leaned over Mark as they shared an arousing kiss. Mark was so consumed in meaty bliss that he remained undisturbed as Mason bent back his legs and smashed his phallic prize through that glorious pink puckered hole which gave so much pleasure. The stimulation made Mark play with even greater vigour as Mason moaned in almost hysterical satisfaction while blitzing the hot cop's insides. Each pounding thrust made the drum rock back and forth, resulting in loud sounds of clanging and cement scraping that began to draw attention. "What's all this ruckus?!" A voice demanded as a tall, dark and insanely handsome guy appeared in a tiny doorway. It was clear from his unhooked overalls and grease-streaked abs that he was a mechanic. The unmistakable voice of his brother quickly wrangled Mark's attention. "You got me. It's totally what it looks like." Mark replied, slightly sheepishly amidst an inviting twinkle in his eye. "Gotta hand it to you bro, going at it behind my workplace. So is there room for your favourite brother?" "Brother?" VJ asked inquisitively as he salivated, quickly licking his lips to hide the fact. *And here I thought Summer Bay was a small town* "Any more of you's that you wanna share?" He then asked, hoping for a third Brennan to even the playing field and give the bay boys a Brennan each to take on. Mark grinned as he shot Tyler a look. "Already on it." Tyler said as he madly texted Aaron to join the party... *** Tyler filled in time fucking Mason's ass but as soon as Aaron showed up they picked themselves a hunky toy each and threw him against the garage's exterior tin walls as they rammed him: Tyler with Hunter and Aaron with VJ. Each forceful slam was highlighted by the banging sounds echoing from the hollow walls as the teens were pulverised... With guys this hot, the younger Brennan's had to have them both, and so with a quick tag they teamed up with the opposite object of their dicks' desire. Again each brutally ping-ponged their poles back and forth up the tight holes... "Ohhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Tyler moaned as he geared up for his climax. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!..." He heaved in an ecstatic sigh as he exploded his load into VJ. Aaron wasn't far behind, with Hunter soon anally shot by pelting blasts of sticky white lava. After a few seconds of recovery, VJ and Hunter dragged over more drums, placing them next to Mark's as they lined up the Brennan's like a row of fucks. Hunter bent Tyler over his drum to fuckingly flog him while VJ and Aaron replicated the missionary clobbering Mason was giving Mark. Once in position, Aaron wrapped his legs around VJ as if to reel him closer. With Aaron's strong legs holding himself in position, VJ followed Aaron's lead and leaned in, forwarding his fit body far enough to introduce his lips to Aaron's as he rested his hands on Aaron's sweaty but secure pecs. Their entwined tongues were like two slimy slugs getting a room in each others mouth, but not in a gross way, as they orally created a moment of fleeting but furious intimacy... Mason had been fucking the longest, so as expected he was the first to uninhibitedly unleash his batter-splatter onto Mark. VJ and Hunter soon joined in the hot jizzing of their sexy new conquests... *** The bay boys swaggered off like a pack of gratified wolves just as another young mechanic arrived for the afternoon shift: a beyond-fuckable pretty boy with perfectly styled dark hair, the cutest brown puppy-eyes and the softest-looking pouty lips that were welcome anywhere, anytime. He was who we know as Ben Kirk. There was a conspicuous eyeing up of each other as they passed. The moment felt slow-motion as Ben flashed them a smile before continuing on his way. It was obvious what (or who) had just gone down, and maybe it wouldn't be today, but sometime soon he'd get his turn with the bay boys in a perfect act of revenge. Revenge for being relegated to the errand boy while new apprentice Evan instantly replaced him as Tyler's golden boy. Perhaps the need to change-up bum-buddies every now and again was something Summer Bay and Erinsborough had in common...